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The Crypt I Closed
- Today I opened my crypt to rip my hidden scrape
- I burned them into dust, then pressed them on your face
- I’ve been runnin’ my whole life tryin’ to heal old rage
- But you kept on pushin’ till you made it all escape
- Every scar I hid in silence learned to scream,
- I was buildin’ walls of calm on lands of screams.
- I swallowed every curse and called it fate,
- Till pressure taught my lungs how much they hate.
- You fed me with your hate and made me drink my tears
- You thought you were teachin’ me, but only taught me fear
- You thought you were teachin’ me but I learned it all alone
- You meant to be my light but you was just a bolt
- I stood in storms waitin’ warmth from your flame,
- But all you left was thunder carved with my name.
- I learned that love ain’t pain dressed up as care,
- And fear ain’t guidance when it chains the air.
- You struck my own coffin till it lodged in my soul,
- I hope you burn in hell till even fire feels cold.
- And every time you yell, your torment only grows
- When you beg for a drink, you choke down your own rot
- I stitched myself from ruins you swore would never heal
- Learned how to walk on wounds and never beg or kneel
- You wanted me a shadow, silent, broke, and small
- But graves don’t hold the ones who outgrow every wall
- I rose from what you shattered, scarred but still awake
- Now I’m the proof of every breath you failed to take
- You filled my head with shame and now I'm spittin' ’em all
- Spittin’ ’em on your face and break the false idol
- The myth of old man who supposed to be my dad
- Supposed to be my safety and also be my pax
- You were my worst fear and who made me pax
- I thought you got my rear but found myself stabbed
- I’ve looked back to see who had stabbed my back
- I turned around and saw the truth I can't believe
- The hand behind the knife was yours stained by me
- Your pax was just a lie dressed up as holy law
- You named control as faith and called it “for my good,”
- You crowned yourself my judge, my jailer, and my god.
- I broke it when I chose to live without your jaw,
- When silence stopped obeyin’ and I cut your law.
- I don’t forgive, don’t pray, don’t wait for you to demise,
- I've buried your grim name where would my mercy die,
- I’ve closed my crypt for good, stepped into my own life,
- Not son of your damn shadow who's livin' in my light
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